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124 – Being Naked

i have been experimenting with being naked. i’ve never been one it want to be naked. I feel …. exposed. Nowhere to hide. All of my flaws are out on display.

i think my feelings (fears!) are normal. While i haven’t asked anyone specifically, i did ask Google.

i found several articles stating the many benefits of being nude, with the primary ones being to grow self-esteem, self-respect, and become less self-conscience.

i started with just sleeping naked. And even that was hard. i like to cover up. All the fat, scars, and imperfections! So i slept with a lot of covers pulled all the way to my neck.

And when i got hot….. it was an intentional decision to then shed some of the covers.

But it turns out that sleeping nude is a health benefit too. Your body has a lot to “do” when we sleep – regenerate cells and digest food among them – and having a lower body temp can promote that. So having less clothing is ideal to help your body find its best natural state, u less of course you out on SO many covers you raise your body temp instead of lowering it!!

So despite the articles and encouragement from Google, i still feel…. exposed. After giving birth, and being a mature adult…. of course i have scars and “life” shows itself on my body.

And yet, David likes it. He said it is sexy to see all that’s his on display. Or easy access. Or both!

(And easy access promotes sexual activities, which is also stated as a benefit of being nude!)

Being naked (more) was my idea at the start and it grew into something that now he likes too. Ok, fine…. he probably liked it from the start! But now he’s told me he likes it.

He says he won’t be naked…. even to sleep. Because that’s his purview to decide that and he decided no. (Big tease!)

So i am learning to like it. But i don’t know if i like-like it yet either. That’s how i am…. try it on for size and if it fits, then keep it. Otherwise, shrug it off and try on something new.

After “just” sleeping, now i have expanded to drinking my coffee in the morning in the nude too. (The new routine in the morning didn’t last long! i am just not a “get out of bed and ‘go’ kinda person! i’ve tried!)

i now sit on the couch drinking coffee, reading emails, surfing the internet and writing posts….. while nude. And Sir walks by, looks, and smiles. Sometimes he touches but most of the time he doesn’t. (Which adds to the self conscience feelings since i’m nude and he is not…. and he is now looking at me).

But now it’s even grown to the place that when we are alone (Aka: our son not home), he wants me to shed clothes and be naked as much as possible.

i suppose this might be like the no panties and no bra thing. i now don’t think twice about those things. And i am extremely comfortable with it. i hardly ever wear those things now….. and when i do it actually feels odd now. But it took awhile to embrace that too. So this will probably be the same!

So right now, i’m not sure if i like this new thing or not. i want to like it. Does that count?

Maybe i’ll get to go to a nude beach sometime too…. but that may not happen til next summer…. or at all, especially if David continues to exercise his right to keep his clothes on.

Oh – and since winter is upon us, maybe this nude thing won’t last either…. i mean, it’s cold in winter! And really, that’s a big problem for me around the house already….. i am cold! Hmmm. We shall see!

i guess i need to read more articles and build up my self confidence even more!

What about you? Do you spend time nude? How was it in the beginning?

Hugs,

Marie

Day 20: my submissiveness

DAY 20: KINK CURIOUS…Talk about something within kink/BDSM that you’re curious about or don’t understand.

Curious…. well… there so much. i guess that’s why i associate with being an experimentalist. And one day (bucket list!) i will exhaust all the possibilities and/or run out of ideas of things to try. Is that even possible?

Don’t understand?…. uhm…. i don’t understand why so many people are judgmental and close minded. Wait, that’s me in LIFE, not necessarily just really in kink. Seriously though. Why are so many people convinced that their way is the right way?

Disclaimer: i may or may not have gone off the rails with the rest of this post. Maybe i am sick or maybe i have covid! Maybe that’s the reason for this crazy opinion filled post. i’ll let you be the judge….

(While unintentional, i guess this links back a bit to my previous posts about what to do when he is wrong).

Right and wrong… in many instances there is no true right or true wrong, rather it is opinion. At the risk of all of you revolting with crazy comments to me about how WRONG i am, i am going to broach a sensitive topic here and offer up the following example…..

Masks.

Do masks work? Any mask? Or just particular ones? Or none at all?

Now i haven’t actually even given you my OPINION on the topic, but i suspect you already have your opinion. And it’s just that: opinion. Okay, now some of you are going, “no, it’s fact because i can find something on the internet to support my opinion, therefore, making it fact.”

i was waiting to check out in a store recently when an older gentleman (without a mask on) was in front of me. When he got to the counter, the cashier stood straight backed and said proud and firm, “Sir, it is the store’s policy to have everyone wear a mask. If you don’t want to be asked to leave, you need to put on a mask.”

And he responded, equally proud and firm, “then you best check me out quickly so I can get out of here equally quick before you are forced to ask me to leave.”

The cashier was stunned at his response and momentarily paralyzed really. (What do you think happened next?? What do you think is the Right answer… to the situation, what should’ve happened next, or what actually did happen next?)

So do you see the craziness here? We are all so busy trying to prove we are right, that we miss the ultimate point…. if you are so close minded and confined you are right, you may not have the right answer at all. And miss it altogether in the process of being so adamant about your opinion.

And yes, there are so many options right now regarding COVID… mask/not and go out in public/stay home, officially quarantine/not. The only things we seem to universally agree on is that washing hands and staying 6 ft apart works. (But even that,.. who decided SIX feet was the magical distancing space required? i mean, why not 7 or 8 or just 5? And has this FACT been studied to confirm it is RIGHT too? Or is that just an OPINION as well?)

Ok, so what’s my point? It’s that if there are so many opinions about everything from covid to sex…. then why can’t people be a bit more open-minded overall? Maybe recognize your thoughts are just opinions. And if you were open minded, you’d be able to objectively hear another perspective and sometimes find that your way was indeed wrong and what you are hearing at that moment is actually right.

By the way, i’m not suggesting you have to accept these opinions as your own. You just have to open enough o hear them out… and allow others to accept them as their own. i’ve said for years that, “you do you and i will do me. We can recognize we have different ways without imposing our ways on each other. And if our ways coincide, that’s even better. But in the meantime, i’ll still hear you out too.”

So ultimately i guess i just don’t understand what makes the people of the world be so adamant about their way being the only RIGHT way. And being so close minded in the process.

Do you have any opinions … or fact…. on what makes people so sure their way is the right way?

Hugs,

Marie

123 – what to do when he’s wrong…. and i tell him too?!

In a previous post, i made a point to tell you that (in most cases), it doesn’t matter if he’s wrong. That even if/when he’s wrong, if it doesn’t matter, i just submit. And let the “wrong” go.

That there’s no real point to saying, “you are wrong!” As in, what purpose does that serve? So i also said then that is when i just don’t say it (“it” being that he’s wrong). And i keep my mouth shut and just submit.

And yet….. sometimes i don’t. i don’t always do as i say and just keep my mouth shut nor do i just submit. Saying it and doing it aren’t always the same. i fully admit that!

And no sooner than i had told you about how submissive i was, did i do the complete opposite!

Last night, David cooked dinner (as always! He cooks, i clean!). And he made boiled shrimp. Yummmm!)

In his cooking, he had a plastic jar of spices that he had used that when i went to put away, i saw the plastic lid was all cut up while still on the jar. That was strange. Wouldn’t it be easier to take the lid off?!? So i asked him, but not in a submissive way.

i showed him the lid and said, “uhmmm why?”

Ok… not only did i not just let it go with the “it doesn’t matter” thought, but i didn’t even exactly ask about it the right way either! i get it and i agree…. now! Thankfully, while i did get a raised eyebrow that said, “is that the right way to speak to me?” that was ALL i got!

What he actually said aloud was, “I couldn’t get the lid off. It was stuck. So I cut it open.”

Now here’s the second opportunity for me to just let it go. But did i??? Uhmmmm no. Of course not! Geez. Didn’t i learn anything when i posted about “it just doesn’t matter”? Apparently not!

i then grabbed the lid and unscrewed it and said, “you couldn’t do this?”

Yeah…. i know….. not a submissive move …. again! i knew it was rather edgy even then too, but i thought it was funny… so i did it.

Again, i deserved more than a raised eyebrow, but didn’t get it. This is one of those times that i’m adding straws to the camel’s back, but it didn’t break. Sooooo when it does break, like what has happened before, i’ll get a goodddddddd and well-deserved punishment too.

Our son heard this entire exchange and looked at me and said, “maybe by cutting it open, it broke the vacuum seal that was possibly there before.”

And David said, “it didn’t unscrew like that before and maybe J is right.”

Our son helped (defend) David. Even our son knew, on some level, that my words and calling David out on his actions that i had deemed “wrong” was probably more wrong than David. Does that sentence read right? i’m trying to say that i was more wrong than David!

So in my quest to show David how wrong he was, i was the one who became “wrong.”

Let’s face it, David was kind in how he responded to my lack of submission. But he certainly didn’t have to be!

Ok. So. Back to the point. No matter WHY he cut open the lid instead of unscrewing it, it really didn’t matter. i mean truly, what did it matter? While it was the “wrong” way to open a jar, he was ingenious to figure out a way to still use its contents and get dinner made. So WHY exactly i felt the need to call David out on it is really a bit beyond me! What was my point in showing David he was wrong when really, he wasn’t. Maybe the jar didn’t open. Maybe this was a better way to use what was inside without breaking the jar or just throwing it away. And what was my point of pointing it out to David that i could now open it just fine? It seemed i wanted to prove i was superior and he was not. Yet, that’s not what submission is all about. Is it? And even our son knew it too….. on his teen/ not-knowing-his-parent’s-marriage-dynamic level.

So i have to take a dose of my own medicine….. and just let it go, remember it just doesn’t matter, and …..

i AM SUBMISSIVE.

Many hugs,

Marie

122 – Complete work of Fiction #7

A continuation of the last…..

Because i’m not allowed to speak, this evening could be very different. But what the heck, it sounds intriguing so i’ll go with it.

And i nodded at Sir after he had asked a question that i really had no other way of answering, due to the one rule for the night, no speaking at all no matter what. After i nodded, he smiled and said, “Good girl! You learn quickly. I love your submissiveness already! Now let’s go have an amazing evening!”

With that, we arrived at the restaurant. We parked and he grabbed my hand as we walked inside. And as the host indicated we should follow her to the table, he put his hand in the middle of my lower back and directed me forward. i knew that was his simple way of indicating that he was in charge from start to finish, and that he would guide me along the path i was to take.

He made sure we were seated at a booth table and he told me to sit across from him. i did as i was told without a verbal word out loud. And about that time, the waitress came to ask for our drink order. i started to open my mouth and speak when it occurred to me, i can’t speak!

He commented, “I saw your mouth open sweetheart. Are you considering what to drink? Cat got your tongue?” And he laughed.

How in the living HELL am i to respond???

That’s when he looked at the waitress and said, “I guess I’ll be ordering for both of us. We will be having a bottle of wine. But I need to review the selection first. Please bring each of us water in the meantime.” She smiled back and said, “Sure thing.”

As she walked away, Sir said, “You remembered! You are indeed my good girl!”

He continued by saying, “I intentionally waited to see if you’d speak. But you did do well to hold your tongue. I think you have now realized I will be ordering for both of us tonight since you aren’t allowed to speak.”

It was about that time that i saw Sir stand. And he was suddenly greeting someone. He offered a handshake. i assumed it was someone he knew from work or golf, when i overheard him say, “I’m so glad you were able to join us.”

Sir then motioned for him to sit and said, “Please have a seat next to Marie.”

Oh wow. Ok. Here i thought it was just the two of us. i wonder who this guy is and how am i supposed to respond if he speaks to me? i am going to seem like the biggest witch when i don’t even say hello!

With that, he turned to his left and smiled at me. i looked at him and then looked Sir with confusion and apprehension written on my face. i hopes Sir would understand i was unclear about to express myself without being allowed to speak.

That’s when David looked at me and said, “my love, I’d like you to meet the man you were emailing a bit with a few weeks ago……. SS…. as in Second Sir… as in YOUR Second Sir…. starting now!”

A lightbulb went off in my head as i realized who SS was. My second Sir? What? It’s already a done deal?

David spoke again, “when you first thought up this Second Sir thing, I really was unsure at first. But I’ve discovered just how much I could use a second and how much it would be nice to have your submissiveness at a peak level at all times. And let’s face it, it takes a village to keep you in line as much as you need! So because I need a break sometimes, but you need a strong Dominant hand at all times, this is a win-win for all!”

i’ve heard the phrase “it takes a village” but in reference to raising kids. i guess it’s true with training a submissive in the way you want her to go also! i won’t deny, a Second Sir will be hard but also exciting too!

David continued, “So after he emailed about being in Tx, I wrote and asked specifics. He and I have been conversing for the last 3-weeks and after I discovered we lived nearby, we previously already met in person just the two of us. After talking to him at length now for three weeks, I’ve discovered that he will make for a great Second Sir for you. And we decided to surprise you with this tonight.”

He sat next to her and leaned in. He kissed her on the cheek. And said, “Nice to meet you in person Marie. I’m looking forward to having my way with you and, in conjunction with David, truly expanding your submissiveness beyond your current limits!”

My eyebrows went up, and i looked at David. He shook his head and his finger at me while saying, “No no no…. you are NOT allowed to speak. Remember what I said about your O-N-E rule!”

Damn! He can read me SO well! He knew i really wanted to start asking questions and finding out what they’ve talked about, what they’ve decided, how this will work. i am filled with excitement and apprehension, and want to know more!!

And with that, my new SS and David laughed out loud. SS looked at me and said, “oh what a predicament you are in! So many questions, not enough answers, and no ability to express yourself. You know, David and I planned out this entire evening, including this situation and your inability to speak! If you learn now to submit to us both, you’ll see this dynamic will be nothing short of amazing!”

It was then that the waitress returned and took our order. After David ordered a bottle of wine for us all to enjoy, SS ordered for himself. And it was then that David also ordered food for both of us as well.

That’s when David continued speaking to me, “So we have done a lot of talking already about what a Second Sir would mean for all of us. And thanks to your blog, he knows quite a bit about you too. Together we decided that the best way for you to learn submission to both of us is to have you start by simply focusing on listening more than speaking. And that’s why we decided you are not allowed to speak tonight, but rather you will just listen and learn!”

About that time, SS put his hand on my thigh. i flinched at his touch and David clearly saw it. He said, “sweetheart, all you have to do is relax and let things happen tonight. Simply focus on being the submissive wife, and now girlfriend, that you are and just enjoy yourself.”

SS asked David if he cared if he touched me. And David responded with, “No, of course not. That’s why I invited you to sit next to her. I want her to get used to feeling your hands on her from the start.”

And that was when he said, “well, in that case, I have the intentions of making her orgasm right here at the table before our meal is brought to us. Do you object?”

And David laughed and said, “Nope! In fact, I’ll tell you she probably needs it. She has an insatiable sex drive and I need to make her orgasm every few days just to keep her from acting out like a crazy woman.”

And that’s when the two of them just started talking like old friends, while his hand moved up to the sweet spot he sought! David knew the second he hit it too because i started to twitch as his hand started to play with my clit.

He asked, “Do you like his touch?”

Thankfully, knowing i wouldn’t respond, he just kept talking and said, “you need to let him make you orgasm here at the table.”

He then said, “oh wow! She is soaking wet. She must be happy to meet me.” And they both laughed, while i was embarrassed! But of course i was happy to have a Second Sir and for the first encounter meeting him making me orgasm right at the dinner table for all to (possibly) see!

That’s when he said, “I have two fingers inside her now and she feels amazing!”

David looked at me and said, “clinch your pussy muscles around his fingers so he knows you like what he’s giving you.”

And he smiled and laughed and said, “She did as told!”

He then looked at me and said, “okay, new rule. You can speak tonight, but only with your pussy. If you want to say YES, you clinch those pussy muscles twice, and if you want to say NO, you clinch just once. Do you understand?”

Oh interesting! Ok, i’m in! At least i can sort of talk. And i have amazing pelvic muscles so i got this!

And i clinched and released twice on his fingers. He smiled and looked at me and said, “I think she likes our game!”

Hell yeah i do!

He and David started talking about manly topics… the current sporting events, their favorite sports and which teams. And all the while, he fingered me and the only words i spoke was yes and no via my pussy.

It was when David saw my eyes roll back in my head that i knew that he knew that i was orgasming. i didn’t make much noise, but they did both pick up on it too. i know this because he commented to David, “there’s one!“

He looked at me and said, “you are indeed a good girl! I want to see how many orgasms you can have before we leave here. I’m going to keep my fingers deep inside you our entire evening. Do I make myself clear?”

He looked at David and with a laugh said, “she said yes!”

He said, “I may have to see just how many fingers she can take right here at the table before the night is through.”

David lifted his glass and said, “Go for it! And let’s all drink to that!” And we all did.

They lost count of how many times i orgasmed. i’m not even sure they knew about all of them! i was being finger-fucked in a public place and this was so amazingly hot, so honestly, i didn’t care. They didn’t really allow me to focus on anything other than SS’s fingers fucking me right there at the table all the while struggling to eat and appear normal in this quite nice restaurant.

As we were getting ready to leave, David said to me, “I’m going to ask you a single question and I want a single verbal answer in return. That single answer should a single word. Yes or no, understanding that having a Second Sir is not all fun and orgasms, do you want to have him as become your Second Sir?”

i responded, “Yes Sir i do.”

He frowned and said, “That was more than just one word! Why did you go and disobey? We were having such an amazing evening. You are looking to be punished now aren’t you?” But he was ultimately pleased with her response too and added, “so even if you didn’t follow instructions, I’m glad you like our new SS…. and just wait until you also meet his wife too!”

TO BE CONTINUED……AGAIN……

Hugs,

Marie

121 – Complete Work of Fiction #6

Many of you have written to me and said i have talent writing fiction so i decided maybe i ought to do a bit more.

Of course, David has ordered me to keep my day job…. 🤣😂🤣. Sooooo….. Since i won’t be changing careers anytime soon, you get my next work of art here….

This installment is truly fiction, but ….it then again, it could be nonfiction too…. you just don’t really know for sure!

HERE GOES……

As i’ve been writing all the fiction stories, David has been reading them too. He asked me if anyone responded or volunteered to be interviewed for a spot at the 50th Birthday Thanksgiving feast.

At the time he asked, i did have to honestly say no. But that has since changed!

i recently received an email that had a subject line of, “Application within.” When i opened the email, it said, “I’m a fan of your blog and I’d like to know more about what I’d have to do to be considered for a chance to be your Second.”

That’s all it said, except for the signature which was simply the initials of, “SS”.

Oh now this is intriguing! How to respond?!

Of course i consulted David. He asked me if “SS” was a male or a female. And i had to say i had no idea really.

He said, “Respond and find out a name, their sex, sexual orientation, and where they live. It may be difficult if they live too far away anyway.”

So i set out to typing, “Hello SS, Thanks for being a fan of the blog. And sending an email. David and i are both intrigued and want to know more about you.”

And i asked the questions David wanted to know about. And hit send.

Now to wait. Possibly forever. Who knows if he (OR she) would actually respond. i checked my email a lot that day!!

But….. a few hours later, a response came back! It read, “Hi again Marie! I am male, married. I am a Dominant. And my wife and I read your blog together. It was at her suggestion that I sent the first email as she said I should apply to be your male second.”

And he signed it again “SS.”

Then there was a “PS…. I live in Texas like you.”

Interesting for sure now!

But of course, Texas is a VERY big place, so who knows what that even really means! [Fun fact, did you know it is closer to go from El Paso, Tx to San Fran, CA (west) than it is to go from El Paso to the LA/TX border (east). And that’s just East to West, same is true North to South too! Just saying,.. Texas is big!]

Anyway, of course David said, “don’t go getting yourself all worked up and excited yet! You should know that information really means nothing! And he still didn’t tell us his name either. He could be some psycho internet stalker for all we know!”

And David then told me “in fact, I think you need to forward that email to me and I’ll decide if we will pursue this or not. You you are not to email him directly anymore.” So i did as told.

That was almost 3-weeks ago. i didn’t even know for sure if David emailed him, and frankly i had forgotten about it.

Then today out of the blue, David asked me, “Do you trust me?”

This is a strange question….. So i responded with, “Is this a trick question?“

He cocked his head and said in a firm voice, “NO, it is not. Answer me before you get your bottom side turned red!”

i said, “Yes, of course i do, Sir. Why do you ask? “

He ignored my question and instead responded with, “Good. Then tonight we are going out. I will pick out your clothes and you will be ready to leave at 6 prompt.”

That’s when i asked, “Where are we going?”

With a smirk on his face, he reached up with his hand and cupped my cheek while he said, “You said you trusted me. So … trust me! And quite asking so many questions already.”

i had to accept his answer and so my only response then was, “Yes Sir.”

And that’s all he told me.

FROM HIS PERSPECTIVE….

I knew she’d be surprised at my secretiveness and she’d want to know more. She’s always been so curious and wants to know everything, but this time, she just needed to trust me………starting now.

I picked out a dress that I’ve always loved on her. It hugs her hips just right and has a deep cut on top allowing me to see much of her breasts without being too rated X in public.

She did get ready and put on the dress… no panties and no bra, of course (!). She knows how I feel about being punctual, so she didn’t disappoint. And we left the house on time.

When we got moving in the car, I started teasing her saying, “you don’t know where we are going!” I did it on purpose too. I knew her curiosity would get the best of her at some point. I just didn’t know how soon she’d break either. I was going to test that though tonight and see how far she could go!

That’s when I also said, “pull your dress up so I can see my favorite pussy.”

And while she rolled her eyes at me and seemed to respond with a bit of hesitancy, she did as I instructed. That’s when I reached over and gave her pussy a quick snappy smack! She let out a “ouch” and flinched to which I ignored. Instead I said, “next time don’t roll your eyes at me and act like I’m putting you out to be able to see what’s mine.”

She did give me the two words I love to hear, “Yes Sir.” And then I put my hand down softly on her clit and started to rub my middle finger over it. She responded nicely this time!

I said, “this is what I was intending to do and you could’ve avoided the swat had you responded properly the first time. I shouldn’t give you this pleasure now even, but I do want to in spite of your hesitation.”

Her back was arching, she was squirming in her seat, and her eyes were rolling back in her head so she didn’t respond verbally, but I knew she was happy.

I continued to finger her pussy until she got near orgasming and when she asked me if she could cum (she always does as that’s a rule!), I said no and stopped. And she pouted. And I said to stop. And so she did. And so I went back to fingering her. Until she asked to orgasm. And I said no. And we repeated this all the way to the restaurant.

She was so turned on and so frustrated with her inability to gain that release that by the time we got to the restaurant she was having a full on emotional battle between mental angst and physical pleasure. I had her exactly where I wanted her. She was attentive to my words and my touch!

As we neared the restaurant, I stopped touching her and said, “you said you trusted me and so far so good. But tonight may well be a true test of your trust. Are you ready for that?”

Marie responded with, “well Sir, i do trust you but i won’t deny all the cloak and dagger has me a little worried too.”

I just laughed and said, “don’t worry my love. This will be great! But I do have to tell you the rules of the night too.”

She said, “okkkkkkk”. I could tell she was getting nervous, but that was fantastic too! I truly did have her just where I wanted her!

I continued, “you basically have one rule tonight. You are NOT to say a single word tonight. No matter what you see, hear, or who speaks to you. You are to simply let me be in charge and your job is to submit by following your ONE rule. This shouldn’t be hard when you only have to follow ONE simple rule, correct?”

She looked at me and with a raised eyebrow, she said, “Yes Sir.”

I told her, “Great! Do you have any questions?”

She said, “Sir i have SO many questions i don’t even know where to start!”

I chuckled and said, “Then just don’t even start. Keep it all in. And know you just need to trust me… and follow your one rule! Do not speak a single word tonight. No matter what!”

She said, “Yes Sir.”

And I said, “Now that that is settled, let’s start now. Your rule is officially in effect. The rule will expire when the night is officially over and the time turns 12:01 am. Kinda like Cinderella, until the coach turns back to a pumpkin, you are no longer allowed to speak.”

And she nodded at me. And I smiled and said, “Good girl! You learn quickly. I love your submissiveness already! Now let’s go inside.”

TO BE CONTINUED……

Hugs,

Marie