Exploring Kink as a Monogamous Married Couple
I’m here again talking about spanking, you would have thought I would have something different to talk about right? I mean we are alone. In fact we will be alone until Boxing day as the kids plans have changed and they are not coming home before Christmas. This will be the first Christmas we have been without Children ever. When Mr H and I met, T was a few months away from being three years old, and J arrived 3 years later. Mr H moved …
In my last post I wrote how our D/s was somewhat diminished by our my present condition, and how our impact play had stopped altogether. Well – I have news! The cane is back. I think I am going to get the cane out. Mr H announced this when I asked him what he wanted to do yesterday (Sunday) while our son was at work. I expected him to say rope work as he has been practicing a hand/arm tie that ML Slave Puppet had …
I have a few different ways of dealing with stress, I have a tendency to withdraw, to shut down, to become quiet. Add the isolation of our current situation and I think one of the reasons I havent written much recently is that I write about the things I do and find interesting, and let’s be honest, I spend all day laid in bed looking out of the window, with the same view. The only thing that settles my mind is knowing that Mr. H …
When our relationship first came to include BDSM, I imagined every single possible moment would be filled with sex. I wouldn’t be able to move without Mr H thrusting a hard cock into me and telling me what how he was proud of me, and how he loved I was always ready for him. Of course I was not realising that the truth of the dynamic I asked for, being submissive to Mr H, meant accepting he would be the Dominant. He would be in …
I am precious, cherished, loved. Mr H controls his strength and holds back afraid to break me, most of the time. Last year we experimented with him spanking me as hard as he could and he left gorgeous hand prints on my bottom, one side also had a welt for a few days. And, he learned he wouldn’t break me. Although our ears were definitely ringing. Breaking the sound barrier. The sound of his hand as it struck my bottom, wow, honestly the room spun, …
I never know what Mr H plans when we play, he has control of that, but this time he pulled out all the stops, spanking and anal, all the things I love. A spanking. He tucked my hair behind my left ear and his hand trailed down my neck to my breast and pinched my nipple. I gasped at the unexpected pain and I looked up at him. His other hand reached for my other nipple and he squeezed that one too – hard. The …
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 …
Red is the colour of my beautiful shoes. Red, (and black of course), are the colours of my new anniversary lingerie set, and the set in the featured image. Red is for passion and danger, so it fits that it is used as a safeword by many practitioners of BDSM. Red. My final safeword. The stop word. I think I’ve used it, two or three times. I tend to use yellow, which signals that I am nearing my limit more often than not. This is …
We sometimes struggle to find topics to talk about, and rather than cancel I found an online kink questionnaire and we decided to go through it and see how our answers differed and what we shared an interest in. It isn’t the first time we have done these, in fact I think we have now done three or four of them. Usually I answer them and Mr H reads them, nodding or shaking his head. This time I sent him the link and we read …
I am so grateful to everyone who follows me. There are 333 wordpress followers, 18 email only followers, and 549 on Twitter. Assuming that the same people follow me on both Twitter and WordPress I’m still blown away that over 500 people think what I write is worth reading! A fellow blogger raised a point recently about validation, and how she gets really fed up when very few people comment on her posts. Now she also acknowledges that validation isn’t actually something she aimed for …