Exploring Kink as a Monogamous Married Couple
I did it. The whole alphabet. I couldn’t have done it if I hadn’t spent the weekends preparing a number of posts in advance. It was an interesting challenge but not one I will do again. I prefer writing about things as they happen to me, as I think about them, or when something inspires me. It is my “journal” after all. Here are links to each post.
This last week we decided to see if I could ride my bike. The hope being that, because of the different sitting position, my leg won’t go numb and I will be able to regain some independence. Perhaps 2 wheels would be better than 4 for now. For the last few weeks Mr H has driven me to work, dropped me off, then gone to work. He’s worked through his lunch and left early to pick me up. It’s made his day and mine longer. …
It’s 2pm and I’m sat waiting for MrH to say it’s time to go. Earlier today I got a sudden attack of nerves, almost panic. I didn’t know what to pack. I didn’t know what to expect. It feels like such a long time since we went away to this hotel and this is where MrH feels most relaxed and able to play. We stay in a suite of rooms. It’s our little spoil. We stay dinner, bed and breakfast (half board) and the food there …
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 …
One of the first things MrH and I did when we started our D/s journey was agree some safewords. We went with the very simple traffic light system that is quite commonly used. During impact play MrH would ask me “what colour?” Green If I was comfortable and happy to continue, I would respond with “Green.” Yellow If I could continue but was getting close to my limit, or needed a little break, I would respond with “Yellow.” Red – ‘The Safeword’ This isn’t a …
It’s rare for relationships to last for 20+ years in today’s world and I think as a society we can be very “throw away” in our attitudes towards, not only things, but also the people in our lives. My gran and grandad were together over 60 years, had 5 children and several dogs (although only one at a time). My gran worked part-time when the children were grown up collecting rents for the coal board houses and my grandad worked down the pit. My dad …
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 …
It’s nearing the end of February and I can’t quite believe how fast this year is going. We’ve made plans to go to a rope workshop which seemed months away and is now only weeks away! We have bought tickets to go to the bike show in Manchester and have started making a list of places to visit on a weekend on our bikes. We had a brilliant long weekend and despite not sleeping particularly well it was thoroughly enjoyable. I also had my hair …
The willingness to expose yourself, to bare your soul, to another person is exceptionally hard. When you think about it, it goes against the basic survival instinct to protect yourself. You’re voluntarily giving someone the ability to hurt you, sometimes obliterate you. But that is what some of us are willing to do expose our vulnerability in order to become stronger. This isn’t something that comes easily to me and yet once I started us on this path it is something I have had to …
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 …