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Day 18: My Submissiveness

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DAY 18: PET HATES…Any kinky/BDSM pet peeves? Any thing you particularly dislike or that annoys you? If so, what are they?

So i have been thinking about this one….. and i can’t think of a thing! Strange that i have NOTHING to say. 😜

Maybe i just forgot about …… (blank). What would you say i forgot? What is YOUR pet peeve/hate?

If i think of something, i’ll do an update. But i guess it’s good that i can’t think of anything! Right??

PS…. i have plenty of pet peeves in life in general, just nothing i can think of in the kinky/sexy arena. And since you asked what those might be: 1) in driving…. why do people drive side by side, taking up every lane on the road, for MILES at a time? Pass, move over, let the next person get by already! 2) know-it-alls. You do not know everything about everything. So why not quit acting like it?! Even if you think you know everything, there’s at least one perspective or angle that maybe you haven’t considered and when it is presented, you should be willing/open enough to consider you might be have been wrong from the start. 3) confrontation-avoidance. The problem doesn’t just go away by ignoring it. In fact, it may get bigger or worse. So be an adult…. address it, get past it, and move on. It may be that you have to agree to disagree, but then do it and move on. But avoiding it doesn’t typically make it go away either.

Okay, enough complaints for one Wednesday. Go enjoy hump day everyone!

Hugs,

Marie

112 – It’s a Match!

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We had SO much fun. We are in love! Ok, ok… maybe not love… yet anyway. Lol. Our First Date night was super Amazing!

While you never know how much truth are in people’s words, i tend to believe they thought the same as we did. Because if they didn’t think it was a great evening, they likely would not have messaged us before the night was over (or taken an aloof demeanor, which they did not). But they did indeed respond!

They messaged about how they loved the evening, they were attracted to us, and asked about when can we meet again. i’d say they had as much fun as we did!

At the risk of jinxing it all, i’d venture to say that this was the best first date we’ve ever had. NO, we did NOT have sex. i already told you we wouldn’t do that and we did not.

We met at a quite nice, elegant steakhouse. And, thanks to COVID, we enjoyed a relatively secluded table where we talked and laughed continuously. (See COVID is good for some things! Ok, agreed, not much!! Lol).

We talked about family life, work life, and also sexual life. And i found it interesting how we would flow from one topic to another just the same as how the river flows. The conversation went where it wanted to, even over the banks a few times, caught a rock and went back upstream a slight bit too, but ultimately it just never stopped. It had a pleasant and relaxing feel, and it was nice to float along and just let the current sweep us up in it to go wherever it wanted to take us! It seemed like we were old friends who hadn’t seen one another in awhile and had lots to catch up on. And we did.

The part that gives me the most joy is the synergy that we created. If you think about how hard it is for 2- people to find a match in one another, just double that pain when there are 4 involved. i dare say the #1 thing most all open couples would say is the most challenging aspect is finding their match. It is just super hard to find four people who are like-minded and equally interested in taking a casual dinner to the next level. So i have become super alert to any signs that one (or more) are zoned out, not interested, or not having fun. i was pleased that it didn’t seem to happen (at all) for any of us.

While i think we all did, i definitely talked quite candidly. When David & i were first married he said something that i was analyzing and i asked, “did you mean this… or that??” To which he replied, “Men say what they mean and Mean what they say. Don’t read into it.” While i’m not too sure anyone – male or female – actually does that, i try to as much as possible. So i decided that if this might be a match, they needed to know our dynamic for real and without pretenses. i let them know that David is my Sir. i didn’t actually use the word “Sir,” at least not that i recall anyway. But i said things like, “i always follow his lead.” And then added things like, “and when i don’t (follow his lead), i get spanked.”

Of course, when i said that, David told them that my ass still has remnants of the Worst Spanking Everrr. i was afraid that might worry or scare them off, but i suppose better sooner than later if they do take exception to our dynamic. Instead though, it seemed to intrigue them, at least a bit anyway. (Like i said before, we already knew that she’s submissive and he’s dominant and he uses a flogger on her. So i wasn’t “too” concerned, but i do think they tend to JUST have this dynamic in the erotic/sexual way. And while that is perfectly well and good, finding out someone does this as a way of life may have been a turnoff. i was pleasantly surprised to find out it wasn’t!)

So as we were leaving and all saying our goodbyes in the parking lot, Sir told me to show them my rear end, and of course, the bruises. i was a bit embarrassed and i hesitated. While it was in an area of the lot that absolutely no one was around, i wasn’t certain he was serious at first plus it was our first date with them too. And having to turn around, lift my dress, and expose my ass meant i couldn’t see their faces or immediate reactions. i felt vulnerable.

But i did it anyway. After having to be told twice by Sir to do it. To which he didn’t miss a beat and was sure to comment on when we were in the car and headed home too. Despite several minutes having passed between actually saying goodbye and getting seated in the car, he simply stated without details, “why did you hesitate?” And i told him what i just said told you. And his response was, in a firm but non-angry tone was, “When i tell you to do something, you need to do it…. the first time.” i just said, “Yes Sir. i know.” Then he said, “hmm. I’ll remember this.” i know i will too as that is a warning to not have it happen again or else punishment may ensue.

But what was their response to seeing my exposed ass in the parking lot?? When i stood upright and turned to face them, she gave me a super compassionate hug and said, “oh no, that looks like it was painful.” In the same way a friend gives sympathy to a friend in need. But also in a way that implied that if she could, she might’ve rubbed it and kissed it to try to make it all better too. (It doesn’t hurt at all now by the way). And of course those kisses right there would likely lead to kisses elsewhere too!

But he didn’t say much at that moment. Later in messaging though, he said that seeing my exposed ass in public was a turn on and gives rise to all his favorite fantasies of having sex outdoors and/or in public. He indicated he had a desire to have the next dinner date be at a restaurant where he can sit next to me and play with my pussy under the table for the entire night. i’d love to orgasm over dinner!

i’m super excited and i can’t wait until we can see them again!

Like i said…… we may very well have met our Match!

THIS MORNING…. as we woke up, David made mention of the evening prior. And as we were talking about the success, he then said, “and you hesitated. I told you I’d remember. You need to go Assume The Position.”

Oh great. Here i thought it was ok, and just a warning, but apparently it wasn’t. i said, “Yes Sir” and did as told. But i was disappointed for sure.

When he came in the bedroom he said, “Oh good. You did as I wanted this time.” And he picked up the paddle and let one easy/warm up swat land. After just one, he asked me, “Do you want to be spanked?” And i told the truth and said, “No Sir.”

And that’s when he put the paddle down and put his hand between my legs and started to rub on my clit. He said, “Would you rather I do this instead?” So again, i told the (absolute) truth and said, “Oh Yes Sir, i would indeed!”

Then he pushed my legs up on the bed and spread them wide, giving him full access. That is when i felt his cock push deep into my pussy in one smooth move. He proceeded to give me an amazing orgasm. After which, when i thought we may be done, he pulled out of my front hole and used by back hole as well. i love it when he uses me this way! i feel so whole and complete while making him happy too. When we were both satisfied, he slapped his hand down on my ass and said, “Stay right here. Don’t move!” ….. he went and got an anal plug ready and said, “I’m going to have you wear this today. It will remind you to follow directions the first time. And when you do, GOOD things come to you when you obey the first time!”

And i went off to the shower with a smile on my face and a plug in my ass!

What more could a girl ask for?!?! ❤️❤️❤️

Hugs,

Marie

109 – Complete work of Fiction. # 3

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If you haven’t read parts 1 & part 2, i would suggest maybe you should. It will likely help to know the introduction and the middle before reading this ending. (Yes, it is the ending!But prepare yourself for a long read too!)

MY 50th BIRTHDAY.… was off to an amazing start! i have full intentions of making my 50’s even better than the 40’s and definitely better than the 30’s! And David is already helping me get it started in grand fashion.

These are all the thoughts i had as i was drying off from the shower and walked to the bedroom to see what he’d laid out for me to wear for the day. He doesn’t normally pick my clothes out, but i do find it sexy when he does.

What i found there on the bed was a solid leather collar, wrist and ankle cuffs…all were purple…. Sir’s favorite color. That was all. Nothing else. We don’t do a lot of bondage, but when we do, it is typically when he wants me to be in a super-submissive mindset and to be made fully aware that he is in control. i already knew that was what today would be about anyway, and that already made me happy and let’s be honest… wet between the legs too!

There was nothing else on the bed so i knew I’d be spending most, if not all, of the day naked. i’ve come to rather like being naked, as Sir has gradually encouraged, and sometimes required me to be naked when it’s just the two of us. He rather enjoys looking at me whenever he wants to and i like him doing it too! He’s rarely naked though. He knows i’d like that for him too, but it’s because i’d like it that he doesn’t do it too often. He teases me like that.

So as i walked to the living room, with only my collar and 4-cuffs on, i was not surprised to see him fully dressed. In fact, he was pretty dressed up for the day so THAT did surprise me. He had on slacks, a button down shirt, a shirt coat, and dress shoes. Wow. That is my favorite look on him and he knows it!

i smiled as i saw him and said, “i love the outfits you picked out for both of us Sir! Quite sexy!”

He said, “Yes indeed. You look equally amazing!”

Because it was Thanksgiving not just my birthday, he was cooking a thanksgiving meal already too. He ALWAYS cooks. We have a deal of he cooks, i clean. So i asked if i could help and so we went to both preparing the lunch meal together.

We had it pretty well completed at about 11. And it was a LOT of food, to which, i still had no idea who or how many people would even be joining us. But i trusted Sir and knew i didn’t need to even be concerned about it.

That’s when he told me, “Now it’s time to set the table. You are first.”

i had no idea what that even meant and he could tell from the confusion on my face. He let out a bit of a laugh and grabbed my hand as we walked to the dining room.

He said, “climb up on the table and lay on your back.”

“ON the table Sir?”

“Yes. That’s what I said. I didn’t stutter, did I?”

“No sir.” And so for the first time ever, i climbed onto our dining room table and laid on my back.

He said, “Great. Now i am going to put these cuffs to good use. Spread your arms and legs toward each of the 4-corners.”

So i did as told as he walked to one of the 4-corners himself. Apparently he had put the under-the-bed restraint system under-the-dining-room-table. And he attached the hooks to each of my cuffs one by one so that i was able to move, but only slightly!

He then proceeded to set the table with plates, silver ware, and glassware all around me. i was indeed the centerpiece of the table as a decoration of sorts. He then placed the prepared dishes all around as well. The turkey and dressing, and all the typical Thanksgiving food affairs! The food smelled so grand, the table was so full, and i wondered just how this would ultimately happen. And all he kept saying was, “patience my dear,” as i waited.

And that’s when the doorbell rang. He looked me in the eye and said, “Right on schedule!” He leaned down and kissed me and said, “No matter what happens today, never doubt my love for you! You are free to speak, unless specifically told otherwise. Just remember though, if you do as you are told, today will be absolutely perfect!”

“i trust you Sir.”

Sir went to the door and greeted a man who David seemed to know, but who’s voice i had never heard. i could feel my heart racing and told myself, “Calm yourself. This will be good!” And i closed my eyes as i concentrated on slowing my heart rate.

i heard footsteps and knew they were coming towards me. David said, “Marie, I’d like you to meet Sir #2.”

i opened my eyes and looked at David and said, “My Sir, with all respect, i am confused. Can you please explain ‘Sir #2’ please”.

David said, “You will meet several people today for the first time. You will let them use you anyway they please. And the one that pleases us both the best, and to which i approve the most, will become your second Sir…. (and he paused for dramatic effect and with a smile he added)……..or Ma’am.”

He continued, “I sometimes find you difficult to manage on my own to the level that you need, mentally and physically. You sometimes need to have your holes used or you need to be disciplined more than I have the mental energy to exert. So I have decided a Second would be quite appropriate. It will hold you to a higher standard and allow me a break when needed too.

And let’s face it, with sexual activity involved too, i could benefit too if the Second is a female. As you are fully aware, i am a very straight man. So i already have a predetermined preference to having the chosen Second ultimately be a female, but i know you will respond to both! So we shall see who proves to be the best Second today.”

Then he said, “Do not misunderstand…. I will always be your Sir, husband, and first love. And each of these individuals know that i am your ultimate Alpha. They’ve all been made aware that as it relates to you, they will have full access and ability to dominate you, unless of course, I am exercising my right first. I’m only choosing to share you in order to get you to a more submissive level on a more regular and continued basis.

This is the dynamic I wish to have for us going into your 50’s. So I decided that today would be the perfect opportunity to be an interview day for all of these individuals, who I have of course already previously met and vetted. They have all agreed to spend this day altogether with us enjoying YOU on Thanksgiving in a festive and fun setting. But make no mistake, they are here to demonstrate their ability to Dominant and to see which one you respond to the best. Are you agreeable to this arrangement?”

i looked David in the eye and said, “Yes Sir, i am agreeable! In fact, this will be an amazing and fun day! This is the best present ever!”

David said, “I’m glad you are pleased. Now please greet our first guest.”

i turned my eyes to the gentleman, who was dressed up in a similar manner to David, and quite politely said, “Very nice to meet you Sir #2.”

And he grinned. And then the doorbell rang… again and again. i greeted each one in turn, Sir #3, Ma’am #4, Sir #5 and so on. They had no names only numbers. i wondered if i’d ever know their true names, but i wasn’t sure it even mattered too.

After i greeted each one, and they were all present, i saw there were a total of 10 total…. 6 men and 4 women all surrounding our dining room table. All were dressed up with nice attire as if they were at an evening dinner event out rather than a Thanksgiving luncheon in our home. And of course, i was completely naked, save the collar and cuffs…. restrained and spread eagle on the dining room table.

TO BE CONTINUED……

Okay friends…. i know what i said about being the “end”, but this seems like a good place to stop and the post is already quite long. Soooooo…… wait until the next installment of “Complete Work of Fiction” to find out more….. which really WILL be the end. i sure hope one day i can report this is NOT fiction, but reality! 😉❤️🥳

Hugs,

Marie

DAY 4 of 30: My Submission

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DAY 4 : CLUES…Write about any early experiences that, in retrospect, hinted at your kinks.

“In retrospect”… those are key words here. i didn’t know it at the time, but now looking back there were a few things that i would say lead up to this moment of where (and who) i am now….. so…..

The earliest memory was in elementary, on the playground at recess, we had these metal poles… think of a fire,an pole at a fire house… like that..but not nearly as tall. There were 3-poles, in a line, and we took turns shimming to the top of these piles and then sliding down.

Well, i figured out that when i got to the top, something about that metal and pole and especially at the top of it made me feel very warm between my legs… and i liked it. So i would hug the pole and not want to come down, until i was pretty much made to.

As an adult, i know that my clit had gotten stimulated and it felt reallyyyyyy good and i didn’t want it to end. But as a 6-8 year old, i was sure it was something about that pole!

So i was sexually stimulated… in public… at a very young age… and i liked it!

Then sometime around 12’ish, in the late 80’s… i went to my dad’s house for a few weeks in the summer and found dirty magazines. i was absolutely fascinated by a series of photos of a woman shaving another woman’s pubic hair. i’m not sure if i was more turned on my a clean kitty or the fact a woman was doing it to her! And being in the late 80’s and almost a teen, i was keenly aware that neither looking at these magazines, shaving pubes, nor woman on woman action was deemed socially acceptable… But i liked it! i was SO turned on!

On that same trip to my dad’s, my stepmom – who has ALWAYS shared too much! – was dressing one morn and while doing so felt the need to tell my sister and i that she did not wear panties because “your dad likes easy access, which is also why I wear dresses with garter belts.”

And she dressed in plain view for us to see. Everything. And i was about 12 at the time. And i was fascinated, knowing i should’ve been appalled (and wasn’t!).

That whole experience was strangely odd to me because i knew i was supposed to be thinking she was some kind of strange, weird (bad) slut – but i didn’t. Instead, i actually thought it was awesome that she dressed to suit my dad and made him happy that way. And i wondered if i was going to see him flip up her skirt over dinner and touch her right there… but he didn’t. Or at least not where i saw anything anyway!

Then a couple of years later in HS, when it was the two of us at their house, my boyfriend showed me his Mom’s vibrating dildo… one that i’m sure she thought was “well-hidden”.

That’s when we had sex and he told me, “the only thing you are allowed to touch is my dick while i use this fake one on you”. And he got into a 69-position and i gave him head while he fucked me with his Mom’s dildo.

While i know none of these things were extremely kinky really, given my “inappropriate” reaction to each experience and especially the age that i was when each occurred, i think its made me realize i’ve been kinky my entire life!

But from this HS experience on, i started thinking i was weird and strange and crazy.. and needed to be more prim and proper or else “a good man won’t love me”. And i’d never be married with a family, i tried to put all this away… “in the closet” if you will.

Why my husband and i ever ended up with a boring sex life though is beyond me really given our first date experience. While i did indeed “put away” all these sexy thoughts and sort-of kinky ways, the very first date i ever went on with my husband, we had sex. And not just any sex!

He is a very dedicated college football fan. To this day, we have season tickets to his alma mater. We go to most of the games and the ones we don’t go to, we watch on tv. There is no other way to spend Saturday nights in the fall.. at least so he says anyway!

Our first date, was the night before the first home game of the season. At the end of the date, he took me to the football stadium and we snuck in where we made it out onto the field. And we had sex… on the field. It was on the 20-yard line, not the 50, but only because the school logo was painted on the 50 and there was a big spot light illuminating the logo.

And we were caught.. in the act! The security guard came up and said, “hey.. you can’t be out on the field!” And David rolled off of me, exposing me to the guard and said, “oh sorry. Ok, we will be going.” And stood up and started to leave.

Well a man can just unzip and rezip his pants, but as a woman, who did NOT have a dress on… i was half-naked. So when he rolled off of me, i was exposed and to mentally cope, i just acted and thought like, “the guard can’t see me and this is no big deal.” But i knew that wasn’t true in the slightest.

So i stood up and started walking away with only one pant leg in the hole, grabbing at my pants to get to get redressed while walking off the field… with my pussy on full display……

I’m not sure if i was mortified or turned on. Maybe both.

But alas… that was the last kinky thing i did for many years… until about 5-years ago when we came to the fork in the road that i mentioned in the previous post….. to which at the time of that fork, it was some hard times. But now, i am glad it happened because it allowed me to bring the kink “out of the closet and on full display” (in more ways than one! 😉)

This post is longer than i envisioned it would be, but i’m rather glad to have it all out in written form as even i didn’t realize all the small moments that lead up to today until i wrote it all out here and now.

i am proud of who i am now… who i am with David… and while i don’t think we will ever get divorced (now), i do know that with or without David… i am never going back to plain ole sex. Kinky is here to stay! ❤️

Hugs,

Marie

Day 3 of 30: My Submission

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DAY 3 : DISCOVERIES…How did you discover that you were kinky?

i think i always have known i am kinky. i just didn’t allow myself to explore it until the last few years.

Several years ago, my husband (my Sir) and i had a lot of marital trouble. And when that happened, it caused us to face a fork in the road: divorce or change. But the way it had always been was no longer an option going forward.

In fact, David said, “we are not sexually compatible. I think our sex life is incredibly predictable and boring.”

It hit me like a lead balloon. Because i knew i thought the same thing! And here we were married all these years with what we both thought amounted to a boring marriage … or at least sex-life, which let’s face it, is a HUGE part of a marriage!

So… we decided to stay together… with changes.

We sat down and talked… candidly .. about what we liked and didn’t. And it was the first time i really came out and put my Kink into words to anyone, including my husband.

And the more (brutally) honest i was, the more he was willing to try new things. And the more i said things like, “i want to show you more respect”. And “i want you to be in charge of our family”. And “i want you to tell me things (on things that ultimately don’t matter and it wouldn’t matter what i said!) .. not ask”… the more he responded with excitement. Emotional, physical, and sexual excitement.

Now together, we continue to explore things we like and don’t. The sky is the limit when you are honest with your Partner and find things that work .. for you both.

And THAT is what we have done and will continue to do!

Hugs,
Marie