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Author: Marie

33 – my body betrays my mind

If you’ve seen any of my prior posts, you know that my husband is my best friend, the authority in my house, and in charge. And most recently, he’s learned that it is a “thing” that more and more women are choosing to be braless …. everywhere…. all the time…. in any light, weather, or clothing. (Don’t believe me? Just google, “braless”)

Well, my husband is a “boob man” anyway. He notices them on every lady out there and L-O-V-E-S them. And so this is music to his eyes and inspired him to set a rule for me that “NO bras allowed. Ever. Again. Period.”

Okay, so my recent posts have told you that my first thought about this was, “Hell yah! Ditch that stupid thing!” And i did. And for the first 24’ish hours, i was in heaven.

Those 24-hours were on a Saturday. When i didn’t have a care in the world and nowhere to be or go. And we were on vacation. Who cares who sees anything while on vacation? i mean, you are NEVER going to see these people again! Yeah, so, ditch the bra and have a grand time!

And then. We came home. And had to go to the store. And the realization that this is now my new rule… at home too. Sir expected the “no bra” rule to Always. Apply. Forever. Amen. (Oh geez!).

And so i went to the store. David knew i was apprehensive… what if i see someone i know, what if i know them well-enough they say something, what if it’s a friend’s mom, what if it’s our son’s friends, on and on.

So i didn’t like it and i told David. While he’s in charge and has final authority, he always considers my thoughts, requests, etc. And this was no different. But, he responded, quite firmly with, “I know you don’t like it now. But I do. And the sooner you learn to accept it, the better off we will all be.”

And so i went to the store. Braless. On edge. With great apprehension.

And i get a text from Sir and it says, “I need proof.”

i was perplexed and thought, “proof to what?” And i texted that back (nicely.)

And the text i got back said, “that you listened and did as i asked… braless. Take a selfie right now.” So, as odd as THAT was, and because the girls were on high beam anyway, i did and they showed. And Sir was happy.

Then came Sunday. And church. (Yes, we are Christians. In fact, it’s the Bible that got me to thinking i needed to be a submissive, obedient wife in the first place. But that’s another post altogether!). And i (quite calmly) asked Sir again, “even to church?” And the response was, “Y-E-S! So again, i did.

Now at this point, i’ve basically been Braless a week. But here comes Monday. And returning to work. And i’m not much caring about the braless thing at this point. And i happen to work in a VERY conservative profession, in a VERY conservative city and state. So this time, i put my foot down and said, “respectfully Sir, i won’t go to work without a bra.”

And he relinquished. He understood. And agreed. And i feel complete relief wash over me.

And i go put on my bra and start to dress for work.

And find that bra is SO tight! SO constricting. So uncomfortable. Holy crap! When did this go from so good to so bad? Why did i like this… ever? And WHY did i think I didn’t like braless?

MY BODY HAS BETRAYED MY MIND,

I DO LIKE BRALESS.

So i told David this. And his response was, “ you like the SAFETY of the bra. The safety of being conservative, of not looking slutty in public, or not tarnishing your name or reputation. You don’t like the bra itself!”

And i realized, he is right!

So then he says, “if you trust me, you’ll do as I ask and not wear a bra ever again (except we will concede work hours), and you will find safety in me and my leadership and our marriage.

Maybe i DO like braless after all. Maybe i will be more submissive and obedient and trust in my marriage and that the Lord to lead my husband in a way that is a bit different, but still safe too!

Hugs,

Marie

32 – out in public on high beam.

So i really thought i was going to embrace the braless thing. i really thought it would be good. i even thought i had an inner exhibitionism side.

A week in, and i can tell you i don’t.

Well, let me clarify… i LOVE doing as i’m directed and i love being braless….. AT HOME.

Out in public: BIG FAT NO!

Tonight we went to a relatively nice, sit down restaurant. And my nipples were out on high beam. With our son sitting beside me. So right there, i was uncomfortable.

David says, “he’s a boy and needs to know women can be sexy”. But “women” and “your mom” are NOT the same! And to that, he responded with, “you are his mom, yes, but also my wife!”

And as if it couldn’t be any worse…. low and behold… we see people we know! (Geez!). Well, i pretend i don’t see them at first, but that did no good because Sir DID see them and he went to say hello. To which he made me also go and be social too.

So here they are, sitting down and here i am, standing up. EYE level with my boobs. 👀

They of course made no mention of it, in fact, quite the opposite….telling me how great it is to see me. (ALL of me is all i can really think!)

i tried hard to “act normal”, but what ultimately happens when you are acting? Well, if you are an actor in the theaters, it looks normal, but for the rest of us… it looks strange. Very strange.

But it was at that moment that i knew this wasn’t my thing. But it was also at that moment that Sir knew it WAS his. He smiled big. i made him happy.

So i guess this IS my thing…because it is his thing… which makes it my thing.

i guess i need to learn to submit more willingly. 🤔. Ok, Maybe tomorrow. 🤣. At least now we are home and the girls can hang freely and happily without being “seen”.

Hugs,

Marie

31 – inner exhibitionist

While it has only been ONE day, it’s already been enough for me to know that i have an inner exhibitionist in me.

WHAT am i talking about… well… braless-ness. i won’t deny, i feel liberated. But yes, it’s been ONE-whole-day. Only.

Okay, maybe i’m just horny. Whatever it is, i like it!

i woke up this morning in NYC and sitting now on my home in Tx as i type. The whole day … mostly anyway…. braless.

i wasn’t sure i had the courage to go braless. But i didn’t feel the need to earn a punishment either. And ultimately, i really AM determined to be a good submissive wife. So, i started the day out …. with a sports bra on. Lol! 🤣

And i wasn’t even sure Sir noticed, which was good for me!

But we got on the airplane to come home, and my non-compliance was weighing heavy on me. And i knew i was only NOT doing what Sir asked because i was scared. So, while sitting on the place, i quickly and quietly pulled my arms down through the arm holes and edged out of the sports bra.

Right then and there, in the seats on the airplane.

i don’t think a single soul saw me. And i was disappointed. And i was shocked to find myself disappointed!

As i sat there, braless, i realized how much slouching i do. i didn’t like how the bottom of my boobs were touching the top of my belly. So now i’ve been sitting very upright today. Which added even MORE to my boobs being “out there” now for the world to see!

And i liked it. And i was surprised at how much i liked it.

Once we were headed home, Sir took notice. He commented that i was “looking very nipple-y” and he smiled.

And upon arriving home, i knew i had to go to the grocery store, i asked him, “is this the new normal? Braless. Do i need to go to the store as-is?” And he looked at me with a look of complete shock and said, “really? You really have to ask?”

And i understood then, that this IS the new normal and i’d best start start embracing it! And that made me wet! And THAT shocked me too!

i had NO idea that i’d actually LIKE having my nipples show through my shirt for the whole world to see.

i walked proud at the store. i dared people to notice. i’m not too sure anyone did, but i decided then and there that people will notice in the future. i’ll make sure of it!

My only question is: how far i’ll take it.

But i doubt Sir will object! 😉

Hugs,

Marie

30 – braless movement

Have you noticed how many women are going braless? Or is it bra-less? i dunno. i suppose it doesn’t matter as that’s not the point here.

So what is my point? Apparently boobies and their nipples!

Because the braless movement is indeed a thing. In fact, from what i’ve read, it seems America is widely considered the most conservative nation in this regard. And many celebrities, around the globe, are embracing the no-bra way. According to Wikipedia, many celebs are “going braless all the time, in all weather and events.”

And since i live in Texas, we are (mostly) the most conservative of all of America. So that makes this whole thing seem very risqué or taboo or inappropriate for my “normal” world.

But let’s face it, my world isn’t exactly what most would call “normal” in the first place. Or maybe YOU would, and maybe it would just be most of my Texan-conservative-American friends who wouldn’t.

Either way, we’ve been vacationing in the north east (Maine, Vermont, New Hampshire, Toronto/Canada, and NY) and i’ve seen a lot of uncovered boobies. And for the most part, it is a hot look! (Never mind the fact the temp is as hot here as in Texas… so all you “how can you live in Texas with all that heat?” Honestly People… it’s the same in the north as it is at home…. H-O-T!). So when i say uncovered and freely hanging boobies abound and are “hot”, they may actually be hot and sweaty, but they are also just hot and sexy too.

And if i noticed, you know Sir noticed too!

So we started talking about it. While i knew this braless thing was a thing, he did not. After i told him about it, he asked, “And why haven’t you told me about this?” (My answer: i didn’t know you didn’t know). To which he replied, “well, you are joining the movement effective immediately!” To which i replied, “ok”.

So now those bras i packed are spending the rest of their days …. well, …. packed!

And i have to say, it is quite a thing for me to go out of the hotel room without one on. Oh, i’ve gone without one around the house before, but never out of the house. And knowing that the girls are a bit more on display for the whole world to see, but acting like this is “normal” is quite a strange thing for me.

And i am quite sure Sir likes what he sees too. In fact, i just may have to wear tighter fitting shirts on a very-frequent basis for Sir (and the whole world) to see more… and it will be “completely normal”.

What are your thoughts on this new-normal?

Hugs,

Marie

29 – Vacation discipline

Often on vacation with family, it’s hard to be disciplined. Sometimes though it happens. Today wasn’t a “you’ve been bad and need to be spanked” discipline, but rather a “how much can you control yourself” discipline.

What does that mean??

Glad you asked…. I’ll tell ya!

We were in the hotel room (two beds, one room, 15-yr old in the next bed over) and Sir started pinching my nipples. And he was trying to make it hurt to where i let out a cry, a yelp, a something. i was determined to NOT make a single sound. So instead, i bit my lip and told myself to get wet for him. Because almost invariably, his hand will grow tired of playing with the nipples and move south.

I wanted to be wet for him when he touched that pussy that ultimately belongs to him! But of course, i am not allowed to touch it when he’s about to. So while my nipples were burning with the pain from the pinching he was doing, i focused on being wet for him.

When his hand moved south, i was ready. It made me proud to make him happy to find me ready for his touch. i knew there’d be nothing more than his fingers this morning touching me, but that was all good as i needed him and any attention he could give.

We proceeded to play a sort of game of chicken… who will flinch first. And i was determined to please him. So the faster his fingers played and flicked at my clit, the wetter i got, the more i bit my lip, and the more still i became.

He was trying to hurt it so that i would cry out, but it was a challenge and i refused to disgrace him and his authority. After he flicked my clit for awhile, i could tell it was swollen and sensitive. He gave it a bit of a break by immediately plunging 4-fingers deep into my cunt. And he was pressing inside deep and hard. My pussy was full! But he kept pressing. (It is a goal for both of us to eventually get his entire fist in there and be able to push in and out filling it so completely full, but we haven’t reached that milestone …. yet!).

He kept alternating between deep inside and pinching and flicking on the clit.

He whispered in my ear that i could cum all i wanted and that was my saving grace. And boy did i! It wasn’t long until i was shaking uncontrollably and felt numerous orgasms build and release. It became a continuous spill of cum from what we both knew was HIS pussy. It responded the way he wanted. He’s in control of everything, including how well his pussy responds to his touch.

And i was pleased to perform …. in silence… and compliance…. and enjoy the attention.

More please Sir! Anytime!

Hugs,

Marie